[Spike stands outside Brooke's apartment building holding a six pack of beers.]

Brooke! I've got to tell you something!

[He pulls out one of the beers and holds it up.]

I'm completely and madly in love with you. I wanted you to know. I can't stop thinking of you. I'm just...

[He starts pacing, then cracks the beer open and starts pouring it into the streets.]

Look, I'm pouring a beer out for you! And this is bloody good beer! But I'm making it an offering to the Powers-That-Be so that it'll let me and you be together.

I love you, Brooke. Got no idea why, or when, or how it happened, but I'm completely in love with you.

[A pause.]

...I brought more beers for drinking, too.